, 1887-04-15
MoNARcAs OF rHe PLAINS.
A Determined Fight for the Mastery 10
tween Two Buffalo Bulls.


A Determined Fight for the Mastery TO-
tween Two Buffalo Bulls.
The most remarkable incident in my
buffalo experience was n fight between
two buffalo bulls over on the cannonhall
river i'll Dakota, and of which ! was the
sole and lucky witness. | was riding
slowly up n knoll thinking of any thing
but builaloes, when | heard the most
awful believing and crashing just ahead,
as if all pandemonium had turned loose
to scare me out of my five senses. My
horse reared and plunged, hut quickly
d~ismounting | lariated my steed, and be-
tween creeping and crawling managed to
secure II safe observatory from which |
could view the circus then Ill progress.
Two powerful buffalo bulls We're going it
hammer and tongs in furious efforts to
butt each others brains out. They had
a little arena all to themselves, the rest of
the herd forming a circle around, watch
M. but not interfering, but waiting to
drive the v~anqulshed from the field IN dis
grace. Talk about your bulliishts i'll
Span, your l,OOO pound bulls battling
with little matadors. No arena of
ancient SPAN, or Rome, or modern
Mexico ever had two such fierce
combatahts face to face, nor has the tug
OF wal and tho fight for mastery even
been so determined and fierce rs between
those two monarchs OF the plaiiia ON the
Cannonball river. There had only been
one crash before L took my reserved seat,
but the conclusion and crack OF the blow
might have been heard a mile. The fun
had only just begun. After the iirst
whack the two champions sort of backed
n eyed each other for a second crash.
Then they lowered their heads, paved
the ground vlciously for a few seconds,
anu came back at each other IKE u PAIR
OF frelght trains coming from opposite
directions on the same track. When the
heads came together this time 1t was with
a dull thump which led me to believe ont
or both cramdms had been cracked on
the first round. There they stuck-the
Two heauS-and then both bulls began TO
push with all their might. The logged,
STUBBORN pushing lasted some minutes
until the white froth began to drop III
long, tenacious strings from their lips,
ana the red eyes TO glare througn what
appeared TO be clots OF blood. Somebody
was hurt, Tor the crimson was dyelng the
white roth as 1t fell tothe ground. Tins
dead set OF strength could not last long.
Inc LEMONS were standlng out IKE ropes
across the tllGhs ana along the thnck
necks, and every was telling
upon the short WIND and strainlng OF both
antagonists. Although much OF a SIZE
couid see mat one oil the ouiis was an OLD
crusader, while the other was a young
ster, and evidently trying to drive the Old
man out oil the herd.
Inc Old clio S loot slipped, and the
intelligence of the slight disaster seemed
to burst upon his antagonist quicker thar
Il Hash OF lightning. NO gladiator ever
urged ms mi more quickly. There
was a sudden relaxatlon on the part oil
the young one, then a rush and aslipplng
OF norns upon each other followed by a
raklhS, upward stroke, n the horh OF
the younger DUH mad torn the fank OF the
older Fellow from the leg along the neck
to ne chm. 1t was not a fatal stroke but
an exceedingly damaging one. Every
time he was attacked the patriarch OF the
nero presented his war N weather
beaten head but the youthful bison
caught nm again n again oehind the
shoulder until the blood was pouring III a
perfect stream iron the wound. WIN the
agony oil defeat In his eye, and growing
weaker from the loss oil blood, sui the OLD
fellow refused TO be conquered. AT last
with tongue hanging out n painting Tor
breath he stood at bay, defeated n con-
guered' Dut sui disdalnlpg TO retreat
Inc young Dull pushed II gored MN,
Dut ne MADE no attempt 10 project ms
HANKS. Inc rest OF the nerd drew IN
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